Hong Kong Storm: The King of Jobs

Chapter 13: To be the worst person

Shenxian Jin's words were full of threats, but Chi Mengli just brushed them off with vague answers.

Without money, there are no people. Without people, you are nothing. The title only gives you a name, and you have to figure out the rest by yourself.

I am not a legendary necromancer who can summon thousands of troops by just finding a cemetery!

This is the PUA in the workplace, and it must be stopped.

"I know, Ah Da, I promise to handle all the troubles and spread the prestige of the letter head."

"Ada, you are busy."

Chi Mengli hung up the phone, then took out all the money in the safe, counted out three stacks, and threw them to Bocai Dong: "Go find Shuiche Ming to get a water truck. I want a full set of procedures, the kind that can be licensed."

"Rocky, where's Mickey Bear?"

Chi Mengli put the remaining tens of thousands of yuan into the bag, then lit a Hongshuangxi cigarette and began to inquire about the whereabouts of Mickey Bear.

Loki hesitated for a moment, wanting to say that he didn't know either, but he gave in under Chi Mengli's sharp gaze and had no choice but to say, "He's hiding in the Hongmei stable on Temple Street."

"It was his own business. There was no groom, only a woman named Coco, who was Mickey Bear's lover."

"Old Ding has ordered us to do what he wants us to do. Mickey Bear is dead."

"Loki, go find a clinic to get him bandaged. We'll have dinner and drinks together tonight."

Chi Mengli patted Loki on the shoulder, counted out another thousand yuan, and asked him to bandage his wound.

Loki hesitated for a moment, but didn't say anything. He lowered his head, covered his head and walked out of the office.

Seeing Loki walk out of the door, Chi Mengli threw the cigarette butt on the ground, looked at Bo Xidong who was in a daze, and kicked him angrily: "You idiot, why don't you let me catch up."

"Just let that Jimi go. He's the only one who looks smart among your new friends. The others are just dumb."

"Tell them to take good care of themselves. If they find Mickey Bear, bring him back. I want to make an example of him."

Bo Xidong reacted immediately, hurried downstairs, and asked Jimizi to go and follow the people.

Chi Mengli never doubted the fighting ability of these housing estate thugs. The small and cramped housing estates could not bear the frenzy of their adolescence, and they fantasized that one day they would be able to make a name for themselves in the underworld.

The celebrities in the underworld become famous overnight, which is the topic they are most keen to talk about. Driving luxury cars, dating girls, smoking imported Hongwan cigarettes, and eating steamed grouper for every meal is their ultimate dream.

These people are so tired of being poor that they are willing to do anything as long as they can make money.

They no longer believed in the loyalty, righteousness, reason and faith of the older generation of gangsters and only believed in money.

However, the older generation of gangsters don't believe in loyalty and rationality. They are all movie stars, and these movie nonsense are just used to fool their stupid subordinates.

Chi Mengli was the only one left in the office. He picked up the account book, lit it with a lighter, and threw it into the iron bucket in the room. The remaining few books in the safe were also thrown into the bucket.

Now there is absolutely no evidence.

Chi Mengli walked out of the office and found that the corridor was full of people. They were all the thugs in charge of watching the show at Hongsheng Marble House. These people were all subordinates of his sworn brother Robin.

"Ah Sheng, this is against the rules. After all, Ah Xiong is also a fellow disciple. Don't you feel guilty for doing this to him?"

He originally didn't want to bother with these dead guys. He planned to drive them all out in a few days and let them fend for themselves. But Chi Mengli couldn't pretend not to hear the sudden questions from the bad guys.

If this gets out and people say that he framed his fellow brothers, his reputation will be ruined.

You can do it yourself, but others can't tell you. As long as you are lenient with yourself and strict with others, life will be much easier. "What are you talking about? I'm cleaning up the mess for the boss."

"Ah Xiong is going to transfer, did you know? He is going to transfer to Lao Fu with Hong Sheng Que Guan, did you know?"

"Or does your brother Li Ba also have a share?"

When Chi Mengli said this, he punched Li Ma in the stomach, causing his liver to explode.

Li La didn't expect that the handsome guy in front of him would take action. It turned out that this guy was only good at talking and couldn't fight at all. When Brother Robin asked everyone to practice boxing, he always refused.

I usually just do valet parking and have never seen this jerk take action.

But the punch just now told me that this guy's kung fu is much better than mine.

"Grandpa pointed out to the hall to send people to do the work, but you all made excuses and backed off. When the work was over, you all jumped out and said that I was unfair."

"Go and tell Lao Ding."

"Crazy thread."

Chi Mengli snorted coldly. Looking at the other scoundrels who came to cause trouble on purpose, he chose to confront them head-on. These guys were all fence-sitters.

"If you want to transfer, I can't control it. Everyone has their own aspirations, but this is the place of the gang leader. I am now the boss of the gang leader's office in Yau Ma Tei, and I have the final say."

"If you want to stay, come to the lobby reception desk to have tea. If you don't want to stay, pack your bags and leave the sparrow hall."

"From now on, if you want to play cards, you are welcome. If you want to get water, there is no chat."

After Chi Mengli said this, he used his shoulder to push away the people who were blocking his way and walked down the stairs alone.

Stop trying to reason with these bad guys. If they could understand the truth, they wouldn't have joined gangs.

To describe it in classical Chinese, this group of bad guys are power-hungry and have no moral integrity. They will only be afraid of you if your fists are harder than theirs, your reputation is greater, and you are more ruthless and evil.

The dwarf mules in the corridor on the third floor looked at each other, then helped themselves up and fell to the ground, their bodies bent like shrimps on the fence.

"Meh? Do you want to follow?"

"Follow him! The handsome guy is better than this loser. He was too much of a jerk that time. If we follow a rotten boss like this, we will be begging on the street sooner or later. The boss only studied for five years. Let's go follow Brother Lianhua and wait until the boss comes out, then we will come back."

"Yes! The handsome guy will be better than this stinky guy. Sooner or later, he will die on the street."

"Go find Brother Lianhua."

After a lot of talking, the bunch of idiots decided on their destination, and most of them went into the dormitory to pack their luggage.

In fact, it is difficult to stay if you don't leave. Everyone has already fallen out, and the gang leader is trying to drive you out. Even if you stay and refuse to leave, you won't get anything.

But there are exceptions to everything. There were also three or two "four-nine guys" who had a good relationship with the handsome guy Sheng and did not move.

Go and talk to Lianhua, don't joke, although Lianhua has been transferred now, it is also starting from scratch, and they only have a few venues that they brought over, and they don't have enough to share among their own people, so if they go there, they can only beggars.

After packing his luggage, Sijiuzi saw that some people were still standing there without saying anything. Everyone has their own aspirations and they cannot be forced.

However, the fence that was squatting against the wall to relieve the pain did not leave. Instead, it leaned against the wall, staring at the person who left, in a daze.

(End of this chapter)